This is a song about "Cure"

Whack is some kinda disease and i'm the cure because i drop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

To these doubters he's a type of cancer with no cure

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Looking for a cure, a ditch to dump a bitch,

So i cure that tragedy by rhyming after bowls

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Bawling "i'll cure me" from my heart that is hellish

Oh its over whole time she knows this

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

My only cure is pretty girls who gon let me peep

And i ain't frontin for her

For kicks i cure cancer